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She had watched as Clay left. The woman who had walked in seemed to be a friend of his. She didn't mind him moving. Turning back towards the wall. Staring quite intently at it. Every detail and painting she absorbed with open eyes. 
"Ahha," He called out to her. She had started paying attention to people now, every sound they made. 
"Come meet my friend."[@Dark Light]

If she understood him well enough he wanted her to meet a new person he was friends with. Were they friends? She wouldn't know but she questioned it. She made friends with allot of creatures so humans should be no different right? Her past experiences with them weren't the best evidence for people being easy to make friends with. As she had gotten close to where the two were standing a fellow made of bones?..[@Blueflame] how did it move with only bones. She had stopped in her tracks to think about it. Watching her new friend and the bone thing talk to each other. The destruction of the chip basket scared the girl. Sending her fleeing under a close by table for safety. 

Why were there always loud noises around here? She couldn't know why. She would peak out from under the table when the bone man disappeared.
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